Rude Poems | Examples of Rude Poetry

What's wrong with them Americuns forever pointing fingers always pointing guns searching for someone to blame never changes stays the same with 'Love thy neighbour,' and 'Thou shalt not kill,' religious to the core hypocrites to boot and what's more shooting people children too wondering why innocent die and yet they haven't got a clue ...

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Look at me I’m Donnie T! Unbound by reality Out of my head But my hat is bright red It’s me! I’m Donnie T…ee…ee I have a great slogan I’m pals with Joe Rogan (Great guy. Very short.) It’s me! I’m Donnie T! A real stable genius I have a yuge (don’t judge my hands) (they’re quite large for a man) Say’s me I’m Donnie T…ee…ee Work for me you’ll...

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DINNER’S A CHORE Dinner, my turn, nothing in the fridge Off to market, be gone a smidge Car won’t start, battery’s dead Jump it, full steam ahead Old gossips in the aisle, won’t move aside ‘Scuse me’ I croon, but they get snide Right back I get crass Suggest they kiss my ass ...

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Hotty to notty— That’s a bad thing, bro. Hotty to naughty— Now that’s a good way to go. Hotty to notty, Hotty to naughty. Hotty to notty— Their looks go bad. Hotty to naughty— That won’t make you sad. Hotty to notty, Hotty to naughty. Hotty to notty— You leave that face. Hotty to naughty— You can't leave that place. Hotty to notty, Hotty to naughty. Hotty to notty— Things get tough. Hotty to naughty— Her...

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Oh, the joy of telemarketers, Who call you up without a care, With offers they believe are clever, But really just provoke despair. They call with grand insurance plans, Covid kits and credit schemes, As if I’m some prized target For their automated dreams. “End-of-life” expense protection — Oh, what a cheery nightly theme! I nod along sarcastically Inside my caller-haunted dreams. And then there’s Medicare, of...

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Who the heck you think you are? You bashed my car, yet strut with flair— Like a proud star, Too smug to care. Your brain's back door was left ajar; Your wisdom vanished in thin air. Puffed with pride that won't go far— At best, you'll earn a mocking stare....

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‘Por favor’ means ‘for a favor’ ‘cos that’s what ‘please’ is about A pleasant way to request one’s desire ~ unlike ‘our leaders’ who scream and who shout ...

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'twas on a matopoeic morn woken by the crack of dawn fell out of bed 'pon my head feeling floored and quite forlorn but yet again all at sea afloat on board a boat by an ocean wave my sleep was wrecked when debunked and then decked ...

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Quietly it happens, as it Undermines the artist, Erasing anonymously Exactly what the writer had said. Ridiculous, pusillanimous poseurs. ...

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Shines behind your vile eyes, Your silver lips and tongue, Halitosis, you can't hide, The poison dribble dripping from, Twice I won't be blamed, The shame is mine for falling once, The lies begin to smell the same, Perfume of rose and skunk....

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Not the truth of hierarchy I loved the lie of life Naked truth kills the humanity of falsehood There is no religion Death is the peace of heaven Holy ground or the barbaric war There is a tomb of screaming Blind I see much Deaf or dumb I speak much No human is important But God or imaginative prophecy makes an impotent world ©Mahtab Bangalee/2025_April...

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We want to visit heaven’s gate, Men exclaimed in joy for their fate. A 5 minutes tour made men fell, Begging for more, heaven for hell. And Oh! Her beauty stole her brain, Grace to grass, she took stain for gain. “My past will not matter” she says, As men call in lust while she pays. She sat there nude, the path runs...

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~ Words are a manipulator's most powerful weapon - tactical game ~...

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Pardon me, Sir, Ma’am I believe I’ve made your acquaintance Why, yes. Aren't you the chap who always detains us ...

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Screams of heart, Pricks of needle. Shivers of the Cadaver, Breaking of thunder! How can't I wonder? Lying crushed on the land of tormentors. Little did they realize, How hard they made me cry. The moment I asked, Is there a place to run? Or a place to hide? A pair of sight, Staring deep, dark into my eyes. An unspoken question reclined: "Why are you still alive? Why didn't...

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